EDWARD LOOKED AT HIS RED BEARD iablekhen Edward and Pia went to Sweden, to the farm. In the mailbox Pia found a check for Willie from the gover of Sweden. It was for twenty-three hundred s and had a rained-on look. Pia put the che the pocket of her brown coat. Pia regnant. In London she had been sick every day. In London Pia and Edward had seen the Marat/Sade at the Aldwych Theatre. Edward bought a bottle of white stuff for Pia in London. It was supposed to make her stop vomiting. Edward walked out to the wood barn and broke up wood for the fire. Snow in patches lay on the ground still. Pia ed cabbage leaves around chopped meat. She was still wearing her brown coat. Willies check was still in the pocket. It was still Sunday.
"What are you thinking about?" Edward asked Pia and she said she was thinking about Willies hand. Willie had hurt his hand in a mae in a factory in Markaryd. The check was for pen?sation.
Edward turned away from the window. Edward received a cable from his wife in Maine. "Many happy birthdays," the cable said. He was thirty-four. His father was in the hospital. His mother was in the hospital. Pia wore white plastic boots with her brown coat. When Edward inhaled sharply -- a sharp intake of breath -- they could hear a peculiar noise in his chest. Edward inhaled sharply. Pia heard the noise. She looked up. "When will you go to the doctor?" "I have to get something to read," Edward said. "Something in En?glish." They walked to Markaryd. Pia wore a white plastic hat. At the train station they bought a Life magazih a gold-painted girl on the cover. "Shall we eat something?" Edward asked. Pia said no. They bought a crowbar for the farm. Pia was si the way back. She vomited into a ditch.
Pia and Edward walked the streets of Amster?dam. They were hungry. Edward wao go to bed with Pia but she didnt feel like it. "Theres something wrong," he said. "The wood isnt catg." "Its too wet," she said, "perhaps." "I know its too wet," Edward said. He went out to the wood barn and broke up more wood. He wore a leather glove on his right hand. Pia told Edward that she had been raped once, when she was twenty-two, ianical Gardens. "The man that raptured me has a shop by the Round Tower. Still." Edward walked out of the room. Pia looked after him placidly. Edward reehe room. "How would you like to have some Southern fried chi?" he asked. "Its the most marvellous-tasting thing in the world. Tomorrow Ill make some. Dont say rapture. In English its rape. What did you do about it?" "Nothing," Pia said. Pia wreen rings, dresses with green sleeves, a gree skirt.
Edut flour in a paper bag and then the pieces of chi, which had been dipped in milk. Then he shook the paper bag violently. He stood behind Pia and tickled her. Then he hugged her tightly. But she didnt want to go to bed. Edward decided that he would never go to bed with Pia again. The teleph. It was for Fru Schmidt. Edward explaihat Fru Schmidt was in Rome, that she would return in three months, that he, Edward, was renting the flat from Fru Schmidt, that he would be happy to make a note of the callers name, and that he would be delighted to call this o the attention of Fru Schmidt wheurned, from Rome, in three months. Pia vomited. Pia lay on the bed sleeping. Pia wore a red dress, green rings on her fingers.
Then Edward and Pia went to the ema to see an Eddie stantine picture. The film was very funny. Eddie stantine broke up a great deal of furnitu